Biografía:
Momus es Nick Currie y Nick Currie es Momus.
"Alguien debería darle una medalla por medir tan alto en el índice de hipness a Nick Currie, compositor, artista, blogger, redactor de Wired, ex-miembro de banda post-punk con miembros de Josef K (The Happy Family) y cosmopolita crónico que nació en Escocia y vivió en Londres, París, New York, Tokyo y actualmente reside en Berlín. Estuvo en el sello Creation en su época clave a finales de los años
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro]
C
[Verse 1}
Am7 F
Me and my lawyer sat down and worked out
C C/B Ab A7
The full cost of the wrongs I have done you
F G
And I'm sending the money to you
C E
The cheque's in the post
Am7 G
For giving you hell
Am7 G
When I should have been treating you well
Dm Em7 Am7
Reparation: five hundred five pound notes in a roll
[Bridge 1]
C/G G
For remarks about your weight
C/G G
For complaining when you were late
Dm Em7 Am
Compensation: two thousand pounds, the going rate
C/G G
For the times we were out
C/G G
And my eye kept roving about
Dm Em7
Settling on younger women: Fifteen hundred, say it's
Am7
Forgiven
[Chorus 1]
C/G E F
Running total: six thousand three hundred and fifty
G#
Pounds
C
With tax added on
G C E7
And that's just the end of verse one
Am7 G
For attacking your superstition
Am7 G
Your pantheistic new age religion
Dm Em
Let's say the sum of one thousand seven hundred and
Am7
Ninety seven
[Bridge 2]
C/G G
When I said your new dress wasn't splendid
C/G G
When I told you the way the film ended
Dm Em7
I guess I was wrong, accept this token: seven thousand
Am7
Pounds
C/G G
And for passing the pictures I'd taken
C/G G
Of your body totally naked
Dm Em7
Around all our friends, let's call it a round nine
Am A7
Thousand pounds
[Chorus 2]
C/G E F
Running total: twenty four thousand one hundred and
G#
Forty seven pounds
C
On it's way to you
G Am7 A7
And this is just the end of verse two
[Verse 2]
Am7 F
Me and my lawyer sat down and worked out
C Ab A7
The real cost of the wrongs I have done you
F G
And I'm sending the money to you
C E7
The cheque's in the post
Am7 G
And for my next indiscretion
Am7 G
When we had sex on the floor of the kitchen
Dm Em7
I sang it in a song: accept ten thousand - make that
Am7 A7
Eleven thousand - pounds
[Bridge 3]
C/G G
And for failing to give enough time
C/G G
To the baby that could have been mine
Dm Em7
It's not that I don't care, my love, it's just so hard
Am7 A7
To find a figure
[Chorus 3]
C/G E
Worst of all I stopped loving your body
F G#
Making you feel so low
C E
Though my lawyer says no blame can be apportioned
F G#
For circumstances beyond my control
C
So now I'm all paid up
E
And absolved from this guilt
F
I'm going to get another girl in
G#
Under my quilt
C
And run up
Ab A7
Another massive debt
[Outro]
F
Hail Mary
Em
Pray for me now
Am
Now and at the hour of my death.
Am
(Ba-ba-da ba-ba-da ba-ba-da)
Am
(Ba-ba-da ba-ba-da ba-ba-da)
C
[Verse 1}
Am7 F
Me and my lawyer sat down and worked out
C C/B Ab A7
The full cost of the wrongs I have done you
F G
And I'm sending the money to you
C E
The cheque's in the post
Am7 G
For giving you hell
Am7 G
When I should have been treating you well
Dm Em7 Am7
Reparation: five hundred five pound notes in a roll
[Bridge 1]
C/G G
For remarks about your weight
C/G G
For complaining when you were late
Dm Em7 Am
Compensation: two thousand pounds, the going rate
C/G G
For the times we were out
C/G G
And my eye kept roving about
Dm Em7
Settling on younger women: Fifteen hundred, say it's
Am7
Forgiven
[Chorus 1]
C/G E F
Running total: six thousand three hundred and fifty
G#
Pounds
C
With tax added on
G C E7
And that's just the end of verse one
Am7 G
For attacking your superstition
Am7 G
Your pantheistic new age religion
Dm Em
Let's say the sum of one thousand seven hundred and
Am7
Ninety seven
[Bridge 2]
C/G G
When I said your new dress wasn't splendid
C/G G
When I told you the way the film ended
Dm Em7
I guess I was wrong, accept this token: seven thousand
Am7
Pounds
C/G G
And for passing the pictures I'd taken
C/G G
Of your body totally naked
Dm Em7
Around all our friends, let's call it a round nine
Am A7
Thousand pounds
[Chorus 2]
C/G E F
Running total: twenty four thousand one hundred and
G#
Forty seven pounds
C
On it's way to you
G Am7 A7
And this is just the end of verse two
[Verse 2]
Am7 F
Me and my lawyer sat down and worked out
C Ab A7
The real cost of the wrongs I have done you
F G
And I'm sending the money to you
C E7
The cheque's in the post
Am7 G
And for my next indiscretion
Am7 G
When we had sex on the floor of the kitchen
Dm Em7
I sang it in a song: accept ten thousand - make that
Am7 A7
Eleven thousand - pounds
[Bridge 3]
C/G G
And for failing to give enough time
C/G G
To the baby that could have been mine
Dm Em7
It's not that I don't care, my love, it's just so hard
Am7 A7
To find a figure
[Chorus 3]
C/G E
Worst of all I stopped loving your body
F G#
Making you feel so low
C E
Though my lawyer says no blame can be apportioned
F G#
For circumstances beyond my control
C
So now I'm all paid up
E
And absolved from this guilt
F
I'm going to get another girl in
G#
Under my quilt
C
And run up
Ab A7
Another massive debt
[Outro]
F
Hail Mary
Em
Pray for me now
Am
Now and at the hour of my death.
Am
(Ba-ba-da ba-ba-da ba-ba-da)
Am
(Ba-ba-da ba-ba-da ba-ba-da)
Monae Miller
Monahans
Monali Thakur
Monalisa Twins
Monalyssa
Mondo Generator
Mondo Marcio
Mondo Rock
Mondscheiner
Moneen